Depths mga kuwento

Years after the three viewings there are brought this time the fates lair, this time to read about what went on between the viewings with their kids... And their younger selfs. (The stories are Bridging the gap, into the depths and the last bridge, I got permission from Ginnyrules27 last weekend I think, thanks Ginny by the way) 

//This is a collection of quotes and thoughts that I have written. You may can say 2AM. Some of them are just one or two lines but have thousands of motivated words inside. In every single line there is a relatable message for you all. So have a read once and try to relate, feel through my words. So for what you all are waiting for!!! Started:- 10-june-2021

Don't worry. It's just a fanfiction of a psycho knight who is deadly obsessed with you. *Wink* Gold Knight Lautrec's obsession with y/ns revenge has left him to be devoted in her quest. In such regards to his psychotic tendencies he can only keep himself still for her sake. Even if it means leading her to become the new holder of the flame. "Have them follow you over and over again. I will personally deal with them. Like lambs to the slaughter." Tenderness, lies, deception, some bad romance!

A narrow grave reveals a skeleton lying above a bottomless void. Strange knocks echo from the depths, the ground shifts, and by morning a man is gone-leaving only the skeleton's new position, its hands clawing toward the surface as something breathes below.

BACK COVER Once the seed of revenge falls into your soul, nothing can stop it from taking root... Zeynep, whose life as she knew it, her family and her dreams crumbled one by one at the hands of a madly obsessed lover, was reborn with the strength she found in her renewed purpose. Her soul, mingled with anger, disappointment, and pain, was cleansed of its colors. She put aside right and wrong. She reinvented herself with the desire to make others pay for what was taken from her. She wrote a revenge game, planning each step meticulously. She vowed to go all the way without allowing anything or anyone to stop her. Yet, there was no such thing as an end... In the game of life, fate's roles would begin just when she thought it was over. The love she had never even dreamed of showed up unexpectedly in a daydream. It broke through all her walls and seeped into the deepest depths. On this path where Zeynep risked giving up even herself, could she also give up the man who held her heart in his hands? Would there be a winner in the battle between an irrevocable vow of revenge and a love that will only be experienced once?

As a Scuba Diver it was your job to find the forgotten treasures buried deep in the dark water. But a treacherous storm wrecks your ship, leaving you stranded, deep under the blue, only your suit keeps you alive. As you perilously tread the ocean depths a mystical light shines, and the Dreaded ocean becomes home.

■□ČŐMPLÉŤĚĐ□■ Loves! I write POEMS and quotes too.So I decided to update a collection of my self composed POEMS... So basically this is a poem compilation of mine . Please go ahead n read it. I hope u like it. I'm updating mah POEMS for the first time...so plz let me know ur opinions. 😊😘 Loads of love and as I say..stop reading the intro and start with the poem compilation ... -_kri_ ❤

Katie was orphaned at the age of 13 and is doomed to decline potential adopters. She has fallen into despair and hopelessness, but one rainy day, A family joins her in the interviewing room. Thinking the interview will be the same old same old, she hasn't gained any hope. But when he enters the room, she almost falls out of her seat. Will she decide to go home with this family? Or decline, waiting for a better family?

Two Ordinary Person Takes An Extraordinary Decision Of Life Will the marriage survive if neither the bride or the groom wants to get married?

Claire Lanson was kicked out by her father when she was 17, forced to live out on her own in the streets of New York. She sleeps in alleyways, - and at the most a motel - steals from stores, and is depressed as hell. Though, one night in the cold of New York, she was caught stoling and bumps into her saviour. Andy Dennis Biersack

Light shall pass through bent dreams. You shall breath in poisoned air, Everything will be fair, As long as there is an heir To the rightful side. Command the malice, With your planted fate. Define the change of your slate, Hurry before it's too late. Flatten those spheres, And shape them as spears. Here we will fight, And carry on to our Sacred flights.

in this world, danger surrounds us and loneliness is our fate.

Poetry written not by my own hand but by that of the being living deep in my soul. Known only to me as Chris Jackson.